Sometimes when you look your very worst, someone special will see only your very best. (aka Prince Charming charms the nurses.)

I don’t remember coming out of surgery, talking to the doctor or being wheeled to my room on the third floor of the hospital.  I can only pray that I didn’t reveal any deep, dark secrets or humiliate myself.

I do recall coming around in my room and seeing my sister, my best friend and Mr. Darcy standing around my bed.  They were talking and laughing like old friends, and it was comforting to awake in such a warm and loving climate.

I saw the relief in their eyes, and knew that everything had probably gone off without a hitch. The happy juice flowing in my IV probably had nothing to do with my optimistic attitude.

I spent the next few days in a drug induced fog while my body tried to mess with me by lowering my blood pressure.  (THAT is no fun people, and I do not recommend it.)  I DO remember that my sister, best friend and other my fabulous co-workers visited me often- lifting my spirits and keeping me in a happy, happy place.

I also remember that throughout those drug-induced busy days, Mr. Darcy was always close; either a text, phone call or a glance away.  I don’t know how the angels go about their business, but his presence and devotion brought an amount of peace and comfort to me that I can’t really put into words. 

It was very early of the morning on my third day of my stay that my favorite day nurse came into my room to take my vitals.  Her name was Kim, and she was an angel who kept me smiling and comfortable throughout my stay. 

“Your boyfriend is quite a guy, isn’t he?”  she said as she took my blood pressure.

“Without a doubt!” I replied with a grin.  She thanked me again for the chocolates AND the cheese tray that he had brought for the nurses the previous two days. 

“He just amazes me every day,” I sad,  “and I can’t believe how lucky I am!”

She smiled and said, “You know, the night nurses told me something else.  At night when everyone’s gone, he sits at your bedside, holds your hand and watches you sleep.  Did you know that?”

 I looked at her and felt the tears pool in the corners of my eyes. 

I nodded. 

Somehow, deep in my heart, I knew that.